I remember my Dad took us to a familly picnic... I think I was 7? 8? 9? and seeing some of his coworkers- I wasn't used to seeing them in 'casual' clothes... one of my pops coworkers who I always noticed anyway (big brawny guy, built like a linebacker) was there in shorts and an open necked shirt- hair EVERYWHERE. I remember it taking my breath away (the men in my familly tend towards the smooth side so my first real time seeing a hirsuit man...

Also at the same picnic, another of pops coworkers (older lady) but... well, italian, stocky and a set of tits that still make me leak... I don't think I can remember either faces, but I loved goign to the picnics after that...(or even place that I could see them all not dressed up...) I always gravitated to the 'furry' men...